His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

The institute was close to her home, offering a convenient commute. The opportunity seemed perfect.

The manager watched Eliza's impromptu sketches, nodding frequently. "Ms. Eliza, your artwork is truly exceptional. You're a distinguished graduate from a top art school. We urgently need someone with your solid fundamentals, prestigious background, and exceptional talent."

"Thank you," Eliza replied, a bit embarrassed by the praise.

"How about this: you can start on Monday, with a salary of $4,000 per month plus performance bonuses. Typically, our teachers earn over $10,000."

Eliza's face lit up with delight. "Okay, I'll come by on Monday."

The manager excitedly grasped Eliza's hand. "It's rare to find such a talented teacher. You wouldn't believe it, but we recently had a teacher get pushed to us through connections. It was... difficult. Now that we have you, we'll find an excuse to let her go."

Eliza was taken aback. She felt uneasy if her arrival meant another teacher would lose their job. "Is that... okay?"

"Ms. Eliza, don't worry. We would have found a reason to dismiss her regardless," the manager sighed, shaking his head. "That teacher didn't even attend college, just had some drawing classes in high school. How could we let someone like that teach our children? If it weren't for her disability, we would've..."

manager's discontent was

contract ready for you, including health insurance and a pension

salary wasn't high, but Eliza felt content. After reaching a verbal agreement, she politely

me walk

Eliza and the manager reached

dress fluttering

I mentioned. Looks like a wealthy guy backs her. She does not really do much here." So, it was

leaning on her cane, approached.

manager calmly interjected, "Ms. Eliza is here

You'll do great," Nova offered a kind smile to the manager. "Eliza is my friend. She's

Ms. Eliza," the manager

passed Casper's car, the vehicle revved up, brushing against her pants